When Shen Rusong raised his pistol and pulled the trigger in the air at the red ghoul, Chen Xiaoxiang, who was several hundred meters away from him, also squeezed the trigger. Her battle with Class 3 was equally fierce.
"Grenade!"
"Get away! Get away!!"
Chen Xiaoxiang rolled into the crater, and the grenade exploded at close range. Mud water gushes out like a spring, sprinkling her head and face. She stepped into the small puddle at the bottom of the pit and quickly pressed against the wall of the pit. She held the barrel guard of the gun in her left hand and the butt of the gun under her armpit. She turned sideways, maintaining a high-ready posture, and climbed to the top of the pit with her legs, revealing her helmet with a rope net and a pair of dark eyes flashing under it, observing the bandits who were suppressing them not far away. Arms point.
Those low firepower points hidden under the tall coniferous forest are very tricky. If it weren't for the flickering gun flames, it would be difficult for ordinary people to detect them. In the gloomy, dead, gray northern woods, what can one see with just a pair of naked eyes?
The fierce fighting and shelling blasted countless holes and loose soil on the ground, and it rained all night, leaving a shallow gray-green swamp lying in front of Chen Xiaoxiang.
Chen Xiaoxiang held the gun, with the cold steel receiver and frosted polyester grip pressed against her chest through the blended twill military uniform.
She looked up at the forest. From the flames of gunfire, she could easily tell that the number of bandits was at least four to five times theirs. These bandits were well equipped and had plenty of firepower, enough to suppress them while sending out A flank attack was launched with human hands.
She heard her heartbeat getting stronger and stronger, and she pursed her thin lips. She knew very well that she was the rear defense line of the main force of the army. Once it was broken, the army would completely fall into the tragic situation of a beast wave in front and a bandit army in the back. , now relying on Squad 2 to counterattack at all costs can reduce some pressure. Once Squad 2 is trapped, they will just sit back and wait for death!
There was no time to be cautious. She bit her lip, lowered her body, turned around and said to her comrades who were following: "We can't stay where we are, let's counterattack."
"Go around to the other side, let's knock out the enemy's main firepower point!"
"Fix the bayonet." She said firmly.
The infantry cavalrymen, whose faces were hidden behind their helmets, nodded, silently pulled out their bayonets from the holsters on their waists, clamped the muzzles, and prepared for close combat.
Chen Xiaoxiang took a few deep breaths, grabbed the swinging soldier card, touched it to her lips and stuffed it back into her neck. She closed her eyes for a moment, then crawled out and crawled in the mud, the gas mask tube on her waist. It lightly collided with the dagger in the leather sheath, imprinting a few petals behind it into the mud.
The muddy water was dripping, shadows were passing by, and the moonlight filtered through the dark forest and was divided into sparse light spots, reflecting on the muddy ground covered with gunpowder smoke, dripping with blood and fishy smell.
A light breath brushed against the index finger that was holding the trigger. The sight guided her gaze, and the gravel and wood thorns under the boots' heels made a slight crunch. The fragile branches suddenly fell down before they could be touched, and the echoes disappeared in the suddenly calm battlefield.
The gunfire seemed to turn into phosphorus fire, and particles of dust hung in the light, illuminating and separating a small irregular world. The soldiers' unconscious deep breathing blew away the dust, which floated and swirled among the sewage, branches, leaves, and tree trunks. People's eyes were cast far and near, and they looked around nervously.
Soft, wet mud covered the soles of military boots.
"Chila~chila~"
Water droplets condensed on the ends of people's hair, and the water mist floated in high and low, making the breath become longer and longer. The cold air seemed to be connected with a kind of silk thread. There is a slight grayish tinge on the outside of the helmet, between the bridge of the nose, around the lips, next to the index finger, and under the bayonet.
Taking a step forward, suddenly, a thread broke.
There was a muffled sound.
"Bang!" This is the sound of a grenade exploding.
He screamed in pain and walked quickly.
"Fight ahead!"
"Qingzi is down!"
"Towed away! Towed away!"
"Da da da da da da da~" This is the rapid sound of submachine gun fire.
"Let's go! Let's go!"
The dust swirled and the sound of gunfire was as dense as a rain shower.
"Eleven o'clock direction! Press forward! Press forward!" Chen Xiaoxiang raised his arms and shouted.
"Fight back! Fight back!"
"Alternate forward!"
The battle suddenly broke out, and the flames from the muzzle of the gun hidden in the darkness instantly drove away the darkness without a trace. Bright yellow bullet casings flew out of the ejection window and hit the ground. It fell into the red water with a "plop-plop" sound.
The first moment the bandit army started firing, Chen Xiaoxiang subconsciously hid behind the nearest tree trunk. The intense rain of bullets that followed immediately shattered the fir tree, which could only cover her side, and caused the bark to fly everywhere.
Chen Xiaoxiang pulled out the smoke grenade from his chest and threw it, while shouting: "Nine o'clock, nine o'clock! Look at the smoke! Behind the earthen barrier! Machine gun!"
The yellow mist spread, and the panicked infantrymen quickly reacted and fired with all their strength in the direction of the smoke.
Chen Xiaoxiang paused for a few seconds. As soon as the force of the bullets that suppressed her weakened, she waited for the right moment, exerted force from a low position, rushed to the injured and fallen companion, grabbed the carrying equipment with both hands, and dragged her back with all her strength. The bullet grazed the tree trunk and ricocheted, sending sparks and dust flying around her.
"Cover fire!" Someone shouted, and immediately five or six guns stretched out, firing long bursts and automatic bursts. Dozens or hundreds of 7.62mm steel-core bullets erupted in an instant, covering Chen Xiaoxiang as he dragged the injured. Go to safety.
Chen Xiaoxiang knelt on one knee, throwing the gun behind her shoulder. She simply ignored the stray bullets flying towards her, found the first aid kit from her backpack, held the painkiller in her mouth, and stuffed back the injured person's intestines that had overflowed from her belly. .
Blood gushed out like a fountain, and together with a yellow and white mixture of gastric juice or urine, it was covered with Chen Xiaoxiang's hands.
She frantically wrapped a bandage on the injured person, spat out the needle cap and pricked the thigh with a needle, held her palm and shouted: "Hold on, mom!"
The wounded man smiled hard at Chen Xiaoxiang, and his fingers dropped weakly.
Chen Xiaoxiang's throat moved, her shoulders shook, she stood up with the gun in hand, pulled the trigger repeatedly, and extinguished an enemy gunfire with three bursts of fire. Without even squinting her eyes, she pulled out the long handle from her waist. The grenade was launched in a small step, and then it was swung sideways and flew over forty meters in an instant, hitting the fire point of the earthen fortress.
"Squad leader! The machine gun is still there!"
Chen Xiaoxiang took out the magazine and replaced it. Someone patted her shoulder and shouted. While they were talking, a long string of bullets hit them both into the water.
"F*ck me!" Chen Xiaoxiang raised his head from the sewage and cursed.
She looked over at the deadly light machine gun. The people around her were fairly close together. Taking advantage of Squad 2's attention, she walked to a hidden and dark place in the forest, knocking out the firepower that was suppressing them. Shooting from behind, what a counter-attack!
But the position of the machine gun was too dangerous. First, it was sandwiched between two trees. It was difficult to concentrate firepower on the sides, and the steel-core bullets could not penetrate the tree trunks. Rifle grenades and hand grenades must hit directly to defeat the firepower point.
Someone has to rush forward!
Chen Xiaoxiang pulled up his helmet, and a row of numbers on his watch showed "02:23". She glanced at Lin Shao, the rain was still coming, there was no light, and she felt angry.
Before the counter-attack, she had been paying attention to the gunfire from the 2nd Squadron position. It had been intermittent, but now it suddenly disappeared. Her intuition told her that something must have gone wrong in the 2nd Squadron. Since the 2nd Squadron might be finished, she had to lead the squad to fight. go out!
Then come on.
Chen Xiaoxiang pulled out the long-handled grenade hanging by his waist and called his comrades around him to join him. He took off the wooden handle of the grenade, tied three of them into one, sighed, and said: "F*ck it, come on, have one with me!"
The people in the cavalry class have been getting along with each other for half a year, and they have a tacit understanding for a long time, and their words are enough.
When Chen Xiaoxiang jumped out, Ma Yuanguo shouted, firing his rifle rhythmically and alternately with grenades, clearing a vague path.
Chen Xiaoxiang exhaled, exhaled, nodded, and took a lunge.
The Type 80 squad set up the bipod of the machine gun. The machine gunner put one hand on his chest and pressed the trigger with the other hand. The soldiers who were still standing upright, no matter where they were, had no reservations and empty magazines.
White mist filled the air, and Chen Xiaoxiang dodged and rushed out, with her gun belt pressed against her back chest, running and roaring, bullets and fragments flying on her path, but she couldn't catch up with her charging speed! In vain, muddy water splashed around her boots.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Xiaoxiang rushed to the end, leaned forward to slide, and fell into a crater.
Ignoring the crushing of a pile of mosquito and fly eggs and covering her body with foul-smelling poisonous mucus, she ignored the burning pain in her wrists. She leaned against the edge of the pit and looked towards the earthen barrier, but she was met with a barrage of fire, which splashed the crater with soil. Continuously.
The bullet was too shallow and could not stay there for a long time. The soldiers who came later smashed into Chen Xiaoxiang's side, splashing countless sewage.
Chen Xiaoxiang almost grabbed his ears and shouted to the people following him: "Biaozi, let me count to three!"
They were all wearing half-face gas masks, and no one knew what their expressions were. Anyway, Chen Xiaoxiang and the soldier named Biaozi were lying on the left and right in the pit, pulling off the porcelain beads from the grenade cap, and the lead sizzled. ignite.
Chen Xiaoxiang raised his hand, dropped three fingers one by one, clenched them into a fist, stood up, faced the rain of bullets, and turned his wrist.
The wooden-handled grenade, which was more than 30 centimeters long, rotated in the air, flew above people's heads, flew over the tall firs, and flew behind the small slope of the earth barrier. The fuse burned out amidst the hurried wails of the enemy.
There was a loud "boom", and the five cluster grenades added together, with nearly one kilogram of high explosives, directly exploded and the machine gun point of the earthen base collapsed, leaving only half of the mud and broken limbs.
The pressure suddenly decreased, and the 3rd squadron immediately moved forward. The soldiers were filled with great anger. In less than a quarter of an hour, they defeated the remaining bandits in the forest. They rushed to the front, stabbed the bayonet into the heart, slit the throat with the dagger, and dispersed the gunfire. dark!
Chen Xiaoxiang was holding a carbine with a bayonet dripping with blood. The companion who arrived looked at Chen Xiaoxiang who was holding two guns and said, "Where is Biaozi?"
Long handle grenades are not as heavy as egg grenades. So she just shook her head and followed the team wordlessly, stepping over the earth barrier. Her companions behind took the enemy's old light machine gun and returned to support the endangered friendly forces.
The moonlight and lights shone on her short hair that was soaked in blood, and the raindrops washed her face covered in mud. The tips of her hair were glowing with bright red, as if they were highlighted with a touch of gorgeous cinnabar.
